Date: Tue, 28 Nov 2017 11:16:47 -0500
From: ozzalone65@aol.com
Subject: Farm Breeding (Back to Breeding) (1)
This is a fictional story about sexual acts between men and animals.
If this subject offends you. Please exit and move on.
If not. I hope you enjoy.
This is a continuation of my popular 'Farm Breeding' story
Again enjoy.
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Back to Breeding
It has been some years since my summers at my uncle's farm. I had grown and
moved on with my life. Dated and redated men here and there. Living in the
doldrums of the city and its congestion. I longed for release from it. But
I hadn't heard from my uncle in years.
But I hadnt even been thinking about him or his farm. That is until I
received the call. It was a lawyer. And it was about his passing.
"Ohh my God!" I shouted
When the woman told me about it at first I was ever so sad about his
passing away. Then a flood of memories crept in. My youth on the farm and
the fun and sex I had there in my younger days.
Then the images of those big dick bulls can back. Those huge wonderful
bulls. Their massive dicks. Those gigantic nuts they possessed. And all
that sweet wonderful cum I had received from them for several years there.
"Who is running the farm now" I asked the woman
When she mentioned Logan, I was happy that he stayed on all those years.
Logan, That hot burly hunk that was there those years back. His awesome
body and that big dick of his. I remember getting fucked by him on multiple
occasions throughout those years I was at my uncles farm. Growing and
learning about sex with him.
I Guess his teachings is what got me many of my relationships. For I was
damn good in bed. At least that's what I had been told on many an
occasion. Now that was part of the problem I think. I lured them in with
great sex. But then I would seem to get bored with them. As not one guy I
was ever with had what I really wanted. a big dick, and big nuts. Ohh how I
wanted a nice pair of big balls to lick and worship. So my relationships
would end not long after I got into them. Mostly my fault. I know it was. I
had very large standards for which I lived.
"So why am I getting this call" I asked her
That's when she told me that my uncle had left me the farm.
"What!" I all but shouted
"Why"
"Well he had no other relatives or family for one" She stated
"And he was fond of the times you were there"
"And you are family after all"
I was taken aback by this. I always thought he hated me. He was always
yelling at me to do this differently. And I always assumed that he hated
that my parents sent me to him each summer. I was flattered. But what did I
know about farming.
"Couldn't he leave it to someone else" I said
"I mean Logan was his right hand man"
"Yes he has been there for all those years " She added
"But he wanted to keep the farm with family"
"And Logan was happy to hear it was you" She added
"He was going to leave until I told him you were the beneficiary"
My mind smiled at the thought. Logan remembered me. I certainly remembered
him.
"So what ever you do with the place" she continued
"It's been in good hands"
Well sometime later I met with lawyers in the will and the documentation to
transfer the farm. I decided to keep it. I figured if Logan was there I
could make a go of it. And have some smouldering sex while I was at it.
I pondered then if my uncle's old bulls were still there. Those glorious
beasts with those gigantic balls. My head again going back to the years I
had been there. All that delicious bull cum I had tasted and savoured
through the years.was it to be mine again?
I was getting excited at the signing. I had to try and think of other
things. But found some difficulty not having nuts, nuts and more nuts flash
before my eyes. Thankfully it took a while to go through it all.
"Thank you" i said to the lawyer that was there
She was that first contact and she helped me through it all. And for that
inwas greatful.
Then about a month passed before I completed the move. I had spoken to
Logan on the phone a few times. He seemed glad to hear from me. But he
didn't seem to bring up or even by cursory mention the past. Maybe he had
forgotten. I mean that was some years now. At least 20 from my memory.
"Good to hear that you decided to stay on" I said
"I'm gonna need all the help I can"
"I don't know diddly about this"
"It will come back" he said
"I'll see you then.
I looked up at the farm for the first time in 20 years. The building hadn't
changed much. It was well kept thanks to Logan. So I had little worry of
coming to my new home and it being a wreck. Of course I had to readjust to
the less than modern conveniences.
Pulling up to the main house was like flashing back to my youth.
Remembering when my dad used to drop me off each summer. I could see bulls
and cows in the fields. My dick began tinstir at the sight. Then the door
opened and Logan appeared.
"Holy shit house" I said aloud
I looked at the man. He had gotten older, yes. But age had done wonders
for this stud. His muscled body was still strong and muscled. But he was
thicker. And the full in beard was just sex. I wanted to lick it.
"Hey man. However the Hell are ya" he said as he gave me his hand
I was hoping for a hug. But that was not happening. Maybe he had
forgotten. Oh well, my mind said. I shook his powerful hand. He smiled
through that delicious beard.
"Glad you decided to keep it and not sell it man" he added
"Have spent the better part of 25 years here"
"And it has been my home"
"Well I am glad you stayed on mister" I replied
"I would hate some stranger taking control of my uncle's farm"
"My memories of here are fond as well"
He looked at me half cocked. As if he thought I was mad
"I always thought you hated this place" he then said
"Nah. Just the stink" I said laughing
"Well let's get you settled then" Logan said
"Let me help you with your bags"
We went to my car and pulled out my things I had brought. And took it
inside
"I have more things coming by truck" I said
"Just a few things I can't part with"
"That's OK man" he said
"This is your house now."
He patted my shoulder and we went inside. I looked at the interior. Save
for some different furniture and maybe some minor changes in the kitchen,
it hadn't changed in 20 plus years. I felt safe. Peaceful for the first
time in ages....................
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